Threads of Memories
A/N: I might have an beta checker in some time. Though, I've been a bit particular in going back on my stories as of late. Old ones don't count, but they'll be revised and done away with bad grammar.(I wrote some of these when I was 14 or 15 people.) So, old stories will be revised and looked over by a beta checker. Except maybe this story. Okay that's it, enjoy!
Full Summary: Yuffie wakes up to find herself 26 years back in the past after being blinded by a bright light in Lucrecia's Cave. She meets Vincent's father Grimoire Valentine and Vincent himself much to her surprise. She doesn't know how to get back to the present and somehow ends up forced to be a turk.
'You know, staring is impolite.' – Vincent Valentine
Chapter Two: Seeing Double
Vincent stood there horrified in silence. Yuffie was no where to be found. He looked around the enclosed cavern as he found no sign of her anywhere. He had remember grasping her hand trying to pull her away, but he soon felt it dissipate within his hold. Once the bright light had cleared the cavern, he had fixed his vision upon the crystal stalagmite that once harvested the spirit of his deceased love. Lucrecia's form was no longer there instead it was Yuffie's. His eyes widened as he looked at the nude girl in cased within the crystal. Her eyes were closed and her hands lay over her heart along her chest. She looked so peaceful. He dropped to the ground on his knees looking at the crystalized incasing in shock.
'W...what happened?'
After a moment, he trying to regain his composure. He needed to keep calm or else he would not be able to focus on how to help Yuffie. He drew in a breath and then exhaled as he got up. Cautiously, he approached the incased girl. A hand carefully reaching out to her as his fingertips pressed against the smooth surface. It was surprisingly warm. Yuffie was still alive, but though at the same time she wasn't. Vincent shook his head as he narrowed his eyes.
"What is going on...?"
—
Yuffie studied his features. He did look like Vincent, but upon further inspection he wasn't. He didn't have high cheek bones like Vincent and she could tell he look a bit older as his face wasn't as long. She tilted her head looking at the man taking in his features. A red scarf was around his neck and his clothing reminded her of Vincent's; actually it looked exactly like Vincent's minus the cloak.
"You're Vincent's father?" Yuffie said in disbelief.
"Correct. So, what is your name miss...?" He asked.
"Yuffie Kisaragi." She answered as she continued to eye him. This was so weird. Meeting Vincent's father? Well, it's not like she didn't think he didn't have one, but he never really talked about his parents or past that much from what she knew from him already. Vincent wasn't one to open up to anyone, though he would have some conversations with her, Reeve, and Cid. Well, when he felt like it anyway.
He took her hand gently as he lifted it up. He leaned down as he kissed the top of her knuckles lightly. "Yuffie Kisaragi, it is a pleasure to meet you."
She could feel the blood rush to her head as she felt her cheeks burn. Compared to Vincent his dad was somewhat of a complete gentleman, well Vincent was too though he wasn't always so social. Though she had to keep in mind that he had went through a lot.
"Y..y..yeah." She said pulling her hand back.
"So, are you another one of my son's admirers?" Grimoire asked.
"What?" Yuffie nearly fell over from the question. What does he mean another? She was so not an admirer of Vincent's. Vincent would not have been her first pick to admire. She preferred blonde hair and blue eyes, namely Cloud. Well, Vincent did has some very nice hair and he was pretty handsome. No wait, handsome? Where did that come from?
"Heh, I take that as a no then. You just seem desperate to see him is all."
"Well, it's kinda an emergency. Do you know where he is?" She asked.
"I'm right here."
Yuffie nearly jumped out of her skin at the sudden deep voice that came out of no where. She turned her head expecting to see her red cloaked companion, but what she saw was far from what she expected. Blinking once she stared at Vincent a few feet from her. He was dressed in a dark navy blue blazer with a zipper, pants and tie. He was dressed neatly and very clean cut, but what shocked her the most was his hair. He cut his hair! Vincent would never, ever, EVER cut his hair. She'd constantly nag him about getting a haircut, but he never would.
"Father you shouldn't be walking around like this. It's dangerous." Vincent said approaching them slowly.
"You worry too much. I can take care of myself Vincent." Grimoire waved a reassuring hand. Vincent frowned slightly before noticing Yuffie's gawking gaze. He rose a brow as she just seemed to stare at him. It was a little uncomfortable.
"Can I help you?" He asked annoyed.
"Your...hair..." She mumbled.
"Excuse me?" He tilted his head not quite understanding what was wrong with his hair. Was there something in it? He brushed a strand of hair from his face.
"You cut your hair! I can't believe it!" She yelled.
"You seen me with long hair before?" Vincent asked her looking at her dumbfounded. He's never seen this girl before and barely anyone has seen him when he use to have long hair. Personally, he hated it.
"What do you mean have I? You always had long hair!" She said before punching him in the shoulder quite hard as he nearly lost his balance.
"What was that for?" He rubbed his shoulderr. This girl was quite rude. There was something about her he couldn't quite place about her. He shook the feeling off as he eyed her.
"For not coming to look for me earlier! And what's with that get up? You look like one of those good for nothing turks." She said.
He looked at her silently before folding his arms over his chest. "I am one of those good for nothing turks."
Yuffie stared at him for awhile before laughing. Vincent frowned. What was so humorous? Her hand covered her mouth continuing to laugh before wiping a tear from her eye.
"Okay, okay. Your little joke is over now. Seriously, why are you wearing that?" She asked again.
"Like I said, I am a Turk." He said before taking out an I.D card from his pocket and showing it to her. It had his picture on the card and read as followed:
ShinRa Manufacturing Special Operative
Name: Vincent Valentine
I.D. #: GAIO12-0000
Rank: A
Yuffie stood there in silence for a moment staring at the card. She nodded her head as she believed everything was making sense now. It was all so clear.
"Okay, I think I get it now."
"Good.."
"I'm dreaming, right?"
"Wha?"
Both Grimoire and Vincent exchanged a look of confusion as they looked back at Yuffie.
"I probably bumped my head or maybe I passed out from drinking too much. Yeah, that makes so much sense."
"Yuffie are you feeling all right?" Grimoire looked at her concerned.
"Never better. Soon as I wake up things will be just fine." She said looking back and forth between the two, "I'm like seeing double the Vincent's here."
Grimoire placed a hand on her forehead with his other hand grasping hers as his thumb pressed along her wrist feeling her pulse.
"Well, she doesn't have a fever. So, she might not be delusional. Though she might have a mild concussion, but maybe she should go to the infirmary."
"You can't be..."
Vincent's words were shortly interrupted by the ringing phone in his jacket pocket. He took the phone from his pocket looking at the caller I.D. on it. His thumb pressed the answer button as he placed the receiver up to his ear.
"Yes? No. Really?" He raised a brow listening to the man over the phone. Vincent's gaze then moved over to Yuffie letting his eyes traveled up and back down her body. Yuffie scratched her left arm nervously turning her head to the side. Even now he still had a very intense gaze despite his new look. "Got it." He hung up placing his phone back in his pocket.
"I'm back on duty now." He said.
"Really? That was very short. I suppose we'll have to have lunch another time then." Grimoire shrugged his shoulders looking towards the young girl, "So, Ms. Yuffie would you like to join me?"
"Um, well that's..."
Click
"I don't think she'll be going anywhere for right now."
Vincent stood there as he finished re-loading his gun and raised it up pointing it towards Yuffie's skull. Yuffie took a step back in fear seeing as she was staring down the barrel of his handgun. Oh, if this was a dream then why did it feel very real? It's just some nightmare right?
"Vincent..."
"Really Vincent, what's wrong with you? Pointing a gun at a lady!" Grimoire frowned as he stepped in front of her. "I thought I raised you better than that."
"She is the vandal that had caused trouble for two of the SOLDIERS in town. My orders are to bring her in alive." He kept his stance before making a gesture with his gun, "Now, move out of the way father."
"A girl her age? Took down two SOLDIERS?" Grimoire looked back at Yuffie.
"Hey! You can't prove that was me!" Yuffie retorted.
"5'2. A young girl scantily clad in shorts. Short dark hair and gray eyes." Vincent stated.
"That could be anyone!" Yuffie said before looking down at herself, "Is my clothing really that skimpy?"
He said nothing before moving Grimoire aside as he held his handgun firmly in his grasp.
"You'll make my job easier if you don't resist." He said looking down at her. Yuffie held her arms out to him with her knuckles pressing along one another as her hands were balled up. "Smart girl."
He said taking out a pair of handcuffs from the inside of his blazer with his left hand. The metal cuffs locked around her wrists tightly. He noticed she was holding something in her right hand.
"Drop it."
"But..."
"I said drop it." He demanded. Yuffie only grinned at him as she shrugged her shoulders.
"Whatever you say Vinny."
Her palm open as the round black orb fell to the floor rolling to Vincent's feet. The young turk bent down to pick it up, but was surprised by smoke beginning to spew from the orb into his face. Smoke began spreading obscuring his vision as he coughed violently. The sounds of footsteps retreating caught his ear. He growled slightly for falling for the girl's trick as he got himself up to follow in pursuit. Grimoire waved a hand back and forth coughing from the smoldering smoke that was beginning to clear. Yuffie had hightailed it down the hallway running past employees nearly trampling over them.
"Stop or I'll shoot!"
She turned her head glancing over her right shoulder noticing him chasing after her. Yeah right, like she'd believe that. Vincent would never shoot her. She continued her way down the hallway as a small intersection in the hall was coming up. Vincent stopped in his tracks as he raised his gun. He focused upon his target running from him. His gaze narrowed before pulling a finger back upon the trigger as a loud shot was heard followed by female's high pitch scream. He gave a sigh before lowering his arm back to his side and approached the female that lay on her back crying on the floor. Eyes shut tightly as the stinging pain in her leg hurt like hell. She could even feel some blood trickling down along thigh. She couldn't believe it. He shot her. HER! The worst part that she knew this wasn't a dream from all the pain that was circulating in her upper thigh. Her eyes slowly opened back up to see Vincent towering above her.
"I told you I'd shoot." Vincent shook his head before reaching down to pull her up. Yuffie jerked back from his hand and looked at him terrified and shocked.
"You...bastard! How could you shoot me?" She yelled at him loudly.
"Like I said, I told you I would." He frowned. "Next time listen."
Vincent felt some guilt tug at his heart for shooting the girl. Tears forming at the corner of her glazed covered eyes, she looking at him angrily and hurt. She kicked herself back against the floor with her good leg and pressed up against the wall. Standing herself steadily back on her feet as she did not want any help from him what so ever. What was going on? Vincent didn't seem to even remember her at all and everything looked different.
"Are you ready to stop resisting me, so I can bring you in?"
She pushed herself off the wall facing him as he had his handgun back in position pointed at her. It was obvious he was serious and would probably shoot her again. Well, that's just fine. She can be serious too.
"Sure I'll go with you...but not without a fight!"
With the words leaving her mouth her right foot swung up kicking his gun out of his grasp. It hurled up into the air by the force of her kick. Her body bending backwards as her leg raised up over her craning body. Her hands touching the floor as other foot left the ground to swing up towards Vincent's head. Vincent was momentarily stunned by her sudden attack as she actually disarmed him. He reacted quickly ducking her attack as he dropped into a squatting position and swung his leg across the floor towards her hands holding herself up. She pushed her weight down before vaulting off of the floor barely missing his sweeping leg. Landing back onto her feet she launched off of her good leg before raising her right knee up that was aimed back at his head. Vincent rolled back onto his feet putting distance between them before quickly thrusting his leg towards her. Their knees meeting in a very rough manner as they held their stance.
Damn, she's fast.
"Mr. Valentine! We've brought back up!"
Vincent turned his head back seeing a few SOLDIERS coming towards them. Yuffie took advantage of his distraction to thrust the heel of her foot into his abdomen. Vincent grunted from the blow as he stumbled back. The girl then charged into him as they both were sent to the ground. He groaned as he lifted his head seeing she was seated on top of him.
"That'll teach you to shoot me and another thing–HEY!"
She was suddenly grabbed by the arms and pulled up from him as the SOLDIERS restrained her.
"Mr. Valentine are you all right?" One of the men asked as the other two held the kicking girl. Vincent picked himself up off the floor dusting off his uniform and fixing his tie.
"I'm fine." He said.
"We'll take the captive with us sir." He saluted before the two men dragged Yuffie off with her screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Let me go! This is civilian abuse!" She yelled, before eyeing Vincent who was looking at her. Growling a little before she screamed towards him,"I SO hate YOU! VINCENT VALENTINE! YOU ASSHOLE!"
Grimoire walked past them watching them drag the screaming woman off as he approached his son. He put his hands on his hips and shook his head slowly. Vincent didn't seem phased by her words as he merely ran a hand back through his dark hair.
"Always the charmer aren't you, Vincent?" Grimoire pushed his glasses up along his nose. "Did you really have to shoot her?"
"I gave her a warning and she dismissed it." Vincent holstered his gun back to his hip.
"Vincent you won't be able to settle down with any woman if you go around shooting them."
The young Turk pinched the bridge of his nose letting a low sigh come from his lips.
"Father let's not go through this again..."
TBC
Haha, finished it today. I see some people taking interest in this story more than me. Well, everything looks pretty good. I DID look over it. Though someone might revise it a little for me later. I dare you to find a misspelling. Mwhaha, if you do you get a brownie. Well, onto the other stories. Make sure you read 'The Bloodstained Diary'(FF7) and 'The Girl that Never Was' (KH2)